Mr. Huo, Ma'am, she's acting like a demon again

Qin Yuexi breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Huang snorted coldly.

"Miss Qin's apology, we can't bear it. Today, we will definitely keep it in our hearts. If we have the opportunity, we will ask Miss Qin to get it back in person."

"Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo, let's go."

After Madam Huang finished speaking, she didn't give Qin Yuexi any face, she pulled her husband and left quickly.

Qin Yuexi wanted to stop it.

She stretched out her hand and chased two steps in the direction of Mrs. Huang, but she couldn't see the stone under her feet.

I accidentally fell, and the white skirt suddenly turned black and white.

She squatted down halfway, covering the painful wound on her knee, completely ignoring Mrs. Huang and others who were leaving.

When Nan Chu left, he glanced in Qin Yuexi's direction, and saw her squatting down, looking very embarrassed.

"In the future, if you meet Qin Yuexi, stay away, she is not in a good mind."

Huo Xici noticed Nan Chu's gaze, and walked faster with the man in his arms.

Nan Chu was stunned for a moment when he heard about it, then teased with a smile.

"Hey, hey, she's your childhood sweetheart~"

Huo Xici frowned into Sichuan characters.

"If it wasn't for the things she did when she was a child...the Qin family's market share would have shrunk unknowingly."

Huo Xici said this is Tianliang Wang Po?
Nanchu was very satisfied with Huo Xici's attitude towards Qin Yuexi.

She gradually forgot about Qin Yuexi.

And Mrs. Huang took her son back when she left Puguang Temple.

She checked her son carefully.

If it wasn't for being outside, Mrs. Huang would have stripped Fubao for inspection.

After confirming that Fu Bao really just fell and was not injured, she felt relieved, and Mrs. Huang turned around to thank Nan Chu.

"Mrs. Huo, it's thanks to you this time. If it wasn't for your words, Qin Yuexi would have said so many ugly things."

"Even if I don't arrive in time, Minister Huang will come. When I just passed by, I saw Minister Huang walking in the direction of Fu Bao."

"Maybe it's because I saw me passing by that I felt relieved, so I didn't hurry to come towards Miss Qin."

Naturally, Nan Chu didn't dare to be Mrs. Huang's thanks.

If it wasn't for my own words, at the same time, I would feel a little embarrassed in my heart.

Qin Yuexi would not have such great hostility towards Fu Bao, a strange child.

When Mrs. Huang heard Nan Chu's words, she gave her husband a slight look.

Minister Huang touched his nose guiltily.

The matter of Qin Yuexi was temporarily forgotten by several people.

Huo Xici's attention was attracted by the paper bag in Nanchu's hand.

"What's in your hand?"

"It was the tea given to me by the old master I met after I got lost."

"I don't know what kind of tea it is. It tastes mellow and fragrant. I want to buy it, but the master said that he only gives it to those who are destined and does not sell it."

"Next time we come to Puguang Temple again, let's bring more cash and put it in the merit box. It will be considered as tea money."

As Nan Chu said, he raised his hand and shook the paper bag in his hand twice.

The tea leaves in the paper bag collided and made a rustling sound.

Huoxi frowned when he heard the resignation.

Defenses can not do without.

Huo Xici silently decided in his heart that when he returned to the imperial capital, he asked his subordinates to test the ingredients in the tea to make sure that there were no bad things added in it before letting Nan Chu drink it.

Madam Huang, who had barely calmed down the gloom in her heart, hugged Fubao and came over.

What she saw at a glance was not the paper bag in Nan Chu's hand, but the little red kit hanging on the little finger of her left hand.

The kit looks small and exquisite, very eye-catching.

Mrs. Huang remembered that Nan Chu didn't have this little thing on her body before.

Moreover, the Puguang Temple does not sell kits.

Just when she was wondering, Fu Bao suddenly leaned half of his body forward, stretched out his little claws, and stared desperately at the little kit in Nan Chu's hand.

Mrs. Huang quickly took a step back, and hugged Fu Bao who was about to fall out of her arms.

"Hey, my little ancestor, what are you so interested in seeing? If your mother and I were weaker, you would have fallen headfirst to the ground."

Fu Bao blinked, apparently not understanding what his mother said.

Nanchu realized that Fubao seemed to be very interested in the kit in his hand.

She raised the kit and waved it on Fu Bao's face.

Fu Bao's big black eyes stared straight at the kit, like a cute puppy seeing a toy ball.

His appearance made Nan Chu laugh.

Immediately, Nan Chu wanted to give the kit to Fu Bao, but was stopped by Mrs. Huang.

"Mrs. Huo, where did you get this kit?"

"It was also given to me by the old master who gave me the tea."

Nan Chu replied subconsciously, and then misunderstood Mrs. Huang because she didn't want Fu Bao to touch the things given by strangers, so she apologized.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Huang, I only gave it to Fu Bao because he likes it. I didn't think carefully about it. Children should be more careful about things they touch."

When Madam Huang heard Nan Chu's words, she quickly waved her hands to explain.

"Mrs. Huo, that's not what I mean. The Buddhist family has long used the word fate."

"The old master you met in Puguang Temple gave you something. It is your fate. How can you give it to others at will?"

"I see that there is something in this kit, do you want to open it and have a look?"

When Nan Chu heard about it, he handed the tea to Huo Xici.

She carefully opened the kit.

There was only a small white note in the kit.

She opened the note with a dazed face, and on the note, wrote three words with a brush, Huang Jiaming.

It sounds like a person's name, and it's kind of familiar.

At this time, Mrs. Huang came over curiously, and her eyes lit up when she saw these three words.

"Huang Jiaming, isn't this the name Lao Huang and I wanted to name Fu Bao at first?"

"If I hadn't carried Fubao to Puguang Temple to ask Master Longkong for a name in the end, Fubao would have been called Huang Jiaming."

Mrs. Huang's unconscious words made Nan Chu's heart flutter.

She subconsciously looked down at Fu Bao who was grinning once.

Huang Jiaming, Huang Jiaming...

She remembered that she had seen this name on TV in her previous life.

At that time, the trafficker was caught, and Huang Jiaming was on the list of abducted children.

Because it was the first one, it left a big impression on her at the time.

Could it be that the butterfly effect from his rebirth changed Fu Bao's ending?

It is true that I have never been to S City in my previous life.

In this life, I resigned from City S with Horsey, and because of some coincidences, I stayed in City S for one more day.

Just happened to run into a trafficker who kidnapped and sold Fubao.

If it wasn't for being reborn, if it wasn't for the fact that she happened to have seen this news in her previous life.

She probably wouldn't think of the trafficker so quickly and rescue Fu Bao.

Even if she noticed something strange at the time, she should have told the police.

By the time the police investigated the traffickers' dens, Fubao had no idea where he had been transferred.

Waiting for the end of the Huang family will be the same tragedy.

When I left, the old master murmured a word to himself, there is God's will in the dark?
Could it be that all of this was predestined?